I Believe In Dancing.

Any Fool Can Make Enough Money To Survive. It's Another Thing To Keep Yourself Consistently Entertained. It's A Lot Of Work, And A Lot Of Fun, To Make A Life.

It Will Be A Great Day When Our Schools Have All The Money They Need, And Our Air Force Has To Have A Bake-sale To Buy A Bomber.

All I Ever Needed To Know I Learned In Kindergarten. Share Everything ... Don't Hit People ... Clean Up Your Own Mess.

I Know What I Really Want For Christmas. I Want My Childhood Back. Nobody Is Going To Give Me That. I Might Give At Least The Memory Of It To Myself If I Try. I Know It Doesn't Make Sense, But Since When Is Christmas About Sense, Anyway? It Is About A Child, Of Long Ago And Far Away, And It Is About The Child Of Now. In You And Me. Waiting Behind The Door Of Or Hearts For Something Wonderful To Happen. A Child Who Is Impractical, Unrealistic, Simpleminded And Terribly Vulnerable To Joy.

Play Fair. Don't Hit People. Say You're Sorry When You Hurt Somebody.